"Ouch! Hey, don't be so meannnnnn. I'm sorry." I sigh and look at Alex who is wearing a dress and burst into laughter. "Hey Alex, if you want to wear a dress at least make sure it fits. I might as well just take it off-" Alex then slaps me.
"You are the worst kind of drunk!"
"Oooh, strawberries!" I take a strawberry and dip it in the cream like Alex did. "I would have thought you'd prefer those, Alex," I say, pointing to a bowl of cocktail sausages.